Originally, this blog was started to chronicle the journey of what can happen when a forgotten horse falls into the loving hands of people who care. Joy has left us, but in letting her go, I continue to live the lessons that she taught me, and attempt to Restore Joy to other horses that come into my life.

Monday, October 19, 2009

Perky Lil Dude and SCORE!!!

Perky Lil Dude

You've all seen it... I know you have. The horse comes prancing up to the fence, tail flagged, neck arched, and ears perked forward so hard you wonder if he might get a cramp.

He prances up to the fence, lifts his nose and blows, no, trumpets across the field.

You know what I'm talking about, right? I wish I'd had a camera and caught at least ONE picture of Beau doing just that! His prance was more of a high-kneed hobble, but I was dumbstruck, just the same!

I looked to see what he was reacting to and across the pasture and across the street, the neighbors (sort of) had turned out their pretty little Paint mare. She was doing the four footed deer hop thing, tail straight up in the air, and she looks quite beautiful. Beau was smitten. He ignored his feed in favor of watching her little horsie ballet.

Watching Beau, acting like a love-struck teenager, was worth everything we've gone through so far! I just stood in the gravel and cried!

SCORE!!!

My neighbor, who is at best described as "quirky" and at worst, well, something else entirely, bought a very nice Weaver leather breast collar for her boyfriend. Either he didn't like it or couldn't/wouldn't use it, so she gave it to me. It was EXACTLY what Mike has been wanting for his horse! (Not that he really rides enough to warrant a breast collar, but he's been WANTING it!)

So he said "You know, this still has the tag on it. I could take it back and get a store credit and get Beau some feed. What do you need?"

Well gee...what do I say to that? I just stood there and started crying. When he asked what was wrong, I said, "You've wanted a breast collar like this forever. Now you've had one given to you and you want to take it back?"

He said, "Beau needs food more than I need this. I can get one at a later date."

So I gave him a hug and a kiss, and grabbed a pen and wrote out a list.

K.park - I got your letter. THANK YOU!! Such kind words!! I would LOVE to put Mike's favorite meal on the table, but is a MUCH better cook than I am! So he does most of the cooking!! His nickname is "Cooker Bitch", which I mean most lovingly!! He is DEFINITELY a keeper!!